Disclaimer: I don't own the X-men or the Song. Marvel owns the X-men and
Coldplay owns the Song. In My Place.
Trapped in My Place
By Dema Davis
She walked into her room and over to the boom box by her bed. Dropping the happy bubble act that was just that as she started up the player that was preloaded with a cd and had a play list set on memory. The Sounds of Coldplay filled the room.
In my place, in my place
Were lines that I couldn't change
I was lost, oh yeah
And I was lost, I was lost
Crossed lines I shouldn't have crossed
I was lost, oh yeah
Yeah, how long must you wait for it?
Yeah, how long must you pay for it?
Yeah, how long must you wait for it?
(Oh for it)
She sat on the bed as the numbness was starting over take her. She had raised her blocks as this happened. Shutting her up tight from all the empaths and telepaths in the school.
I was scared, I was scared
Tired and under prepared
But I wait for it
If you go, if you go
Leave me down here on my own
Then I'll wait for you (yeah)
These trips were getting longer and longer. The other night she had been in the trance till almost dawn. It should of scared her into telling someone but oddly it didn't scare her. What scared her was wakening up to find that she had been trying to use and old power that she hadn't use since she had joined the X-men.
Yeah, how long must you wait for it?
Yeah, how long must you pay for it?
Yeah, how long must you wait for it?
(Oh for it)
She loved the numbness it helped her get thought the day so she started letting seep though to her during the day. While she played the roll they wanted her to play she was getting number and number on the inside.
(Sing it) Please, please, please
Come back and sing to me
To me, me
Come on and sing it out, now, now
Come on and sing it out, to me, me
Come back and sing it
It was Grey the numbness, it made her see in only that. There was no was no joy and that didn't bother her. After all she was a Happy faced girl. For every sip of joy came ten pounds of utter sorrow and pain. She knew and accepted that fact.
In my place, in my place
Were lines that I couldn't change
And I was lost, oh yeah, oh yeah
No the only thin that really scared her was that she was lost to the Dream, and she found no sadness and sorrow in that. She truly the last she got that now. Maybe not the last X-man but she was the last X-Man to truly believe. All the others after her, they never truly believe. Miffly she laughed and wondered what Bishop would think of that.
Trapped in My Place
By Dema Davis
She walked into her room and over to the boom box by her bed. Dropping the happy bubble act that was just that as she started up the player that was preloaded with a cd and had a play list set on memory. The Sounds of Coldplay filled the room.
In my place, in my place
Were lines that I couldn't change
I was lost, oh yeah
And I was lost, I was lost
Crossed lines I shouldn't have crossed
I was lost, oh yeah
Yeah, how long must you wait for it?
Yeah, how long must you pay for it?
Yeah, how long must you wait for it?
(Oh for it)
She sat on the bed as the numbness was starting over take her. She had raised her blocks as this happened. Shutting her up tight from all the empaths and telepaths in the school.
I was scared, I was scared
Tired and under prepared
But I wait for it
If you go, if you go
Leave me down here on my own
Then I'll wait for you (yeah)
These trips were getting longer and longer. The other night she had been in the trance till almost dawn. It should of scared her into telling someone but oddly it didn't scare her. What scared her was wakening up to find that she had been trying to use and old power that she hadn't use since she had joined the X-men.
Yeah, how long must you wait for it?
Yeah, how long must you pay for it?
Yeah, how long must you wait for it?
(Oh for it)
She loved the numbness it helped her get thought the day so she started letting seep though to her during the day. While she played the roll they wanted her to play she was getting number and number on the inside.
(Sing it) Please, please, please
Come back and sing to me
To me, me
Come on and sing it out, now, now
Come on and sing it out, to me, me
Come back and sing it
It was Grey the numbness, it made her see in only that. There was no was no joy and that didn't bother her. After all she was a Happy faced girl. For every sip of joy came ten pounds of utter sorrow and pain. She knew and accepted that fact.
In my place, in my place
Were lines that I couldn't change
And I was lost, oh yeah, oh yeah
No the only thin that really scared her was that she was lost to the Dream, and she found no sadness and sorrow in that. She truly the last she got that now. Maybe not the last X-man but she was the last X-Man to truly believe. All the others after her, they never truly believe. Miffly she laughed and wondered what Bishop would think of that.
